Luyện nghe bài hát Sandy

By dean

I fumble in my pockets for the to your fickle heart.
I drop them on the ground and surprise, surprise you pick 'em up.
So I stand in the doorway wearing my patented grin.
'til finally you take pity on my soul and you let me in.
The has come. soon the ramparts will be overrun

I hang my hurt in the and follow you up the stairs.
You leave a trail of clothes straight up to your room.
For a couple of the planets from their paths they stray,
And sense is filled with your sweet perfume.
And you come, it's with such power, I am overcome.

Sandy, won't you make up your mind?
The love you're trying so hard
Is standing right in of you.
Don't you see that what you're for
Is waiting right this door?
All you have to do is listen to love.

You sit up and turn on the tv with the control,
You flip through fifty seven but nothing's on.
And so you head into the kitchen and come with a box of oreos,
And them on the bed like checkers all in a row.
And one by one, you sure and sample everyone.

Sandy, won't you make up your mind?
The love you're so hard find
Is right in front of you.
Don't you see that you're searching for
Is waiting right outside this
All you have to do is listen to love.